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Elias looked over his shoulder. The living room was empty. He looked back at the screen. The red dot had moved. It was now standing directly behind the icon representing his desk chair. He felt a cold draft of air—not from a window, but from the digital void itself.

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As he initiated the decryption sequence, his terminal began to bleed. Not literally, but the pixels red-shifted, pooling at the bottom of the monitor. A voice, synthesized but oddly familiar, crackled through his headphones. "Don't open it, Elias. It's not a video. It's a mirror." The red dot had moved